A Scoop of Vanilla

The other day I spent time with a gentleman who was quite older and v distinguished. He pointed out that he didnt typically do “this kind of thing” but with all of his friends getting prostate cancer he figured why not? Sounds like a good reason to me.

He reinforced that he wasnt kinky and really was just an old fashioned guy. I only wanted to make him feel comfortable. My ears perked up when he asked me if I had any baby oil…as a matter of fact….

Hmmmmm…..mmmmm…..ooohhh….Nice…right there. Yes. His hands glided over my body like an artisan at a kiln. As simple as this experience was, I had never had baby oil rubbed on me by a man before and it is now on my list of favorite things…

Sometimes a scoop of vanilla is what satisfies the appetite.

I'm a writer and a lover not a fighter, except if I really want something.

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